Highwayman's notes

And they say crime doesn't pay! Ha, never heard greater fucking rubbish in my life. It pays like fucking mad! We took so much loot from that old sod that we won't drink it all up in a year's time, not even if we down Mahakaman spirit like it's water and chase it with dry white from Beauclair! Some might blather nonsense about the gods punishing us and whatnot, but I'm too old to believe in fairy tales. Well, next stop - Novigrad! We'll sell what we took and live like kings!